New Shoe Sonata

They were so bright so shiny, so white They fit me like a mitten And when I saw the price I was surely smitten On they went with my new uniform and belt clothes were pressed to conform no matter how they felt So a new shirt falls the way it should But new sneakers would bite if they could I put them on before my shift to try and wear them in But the only thing I wore was my patience thin Now it’s late and time to organize my clothing by size Everything its place and to do’s And on the top shelves Is where I put those shoes I broke in working shifts of twelves